Chapter 12

"Come to my house, we need to talk"

I understood what he wanted to talk about and went to his house after classes.

I got to her apartment and…

Naomi went out one more time but in her underwear, her underwear is blue, her bra is plain blue "Light come in please" Naomi blushes a little. She entered the apartment and even though my lower instincts woke up, I managed to hide it with my suitcase.

"Were you at school?" Naomi asked me. I couldn't help but notice the way she dressed her no matter how much she tells me to stop myself. With a little effort I turned my eyes away

"Yes…" I speak awkwardly.

"Okay" Naomi says "You know, my husband almost always came home from work at this time. He just wanted you to know"

The atmosphere got weird, even more so when I saw this poor woman. Forced to be like this by this "grim reaper"

"Dress up" I don't like that a being from another world manipulates people just because he can

Naomi would look at the way she is dressed and there is a face of not understanding "I am dressed" Naomi says

"Sure, to me you're in your underwear" she pointed at her and Naomi quickly turns red and….

"Aaaahhhh" she yelled

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She couldn't believe the way she acted but... At least she changed her clothes.

I felt a soft touch on my shoulder. Naomi sat down next to me and leaned on my shoulder. I didn't understand the way this woman acted.

"Now why did you call me?" I have my guesses but I prefer to confirm them before acting.

"When that delinquent died, do you think the murderer was nearby?" If you give me as she grabbed my arm and squeezed it. Yes, it is true at that moment that subject was close. I firmly believe in that but...

"Probably"

"Do you really believe that" Naomi shivered.

"Could be… until" I leaned back "If my theory is true, possibly yes"

Silence took over the room

tell me your theory

"Haa" I breathed once more, when that man died, there was no one around. At least no one who could notice at first glance. But that murderer was there, his way of killing, in addition to knowing the name of the person, he needs to know more things. But how would he have known his name if he wasn't there at the time. It's weird but I think at the time the only reason that man died

"It's because he had his name tattooed on his neck"